After Tie Bing looked at Ning Qi for a moment, she took the lead. Her martial art was swordsmanship.

"A moment of time!"

As soon as her sword was released, it seemed to appear directly in front of Ning Qi, as if it had never had a trajectory, so suddenly.

"That's Senior Sister's famous stunt. It's a top-level black-level martial skill. It's said that it's an ancient martial skill she found in a certain ruins! It's powerful enough to rival most low-level earth-level martial arts."

"If it were me, I would never be able to dodge this sword, because I don't know when it will appear and where it will hit!"

"Look, Ning Qi is moving."

The tip of the sword stopped one centimeter away from Ning Qi's chest. Tie Bing's face changed drastically because Ning Qi actually grabbed her sword with a pair of fleshy hands! At the same time, she felt a huge

The force came, the hand shook, and the sword was in Ning Qi's hand.

"Sister, I accept the offer."

Ning Qi smiled and threw the sword back into Tie Bing's hand.

"It's too strong to seize the blade with bare hands."

Duan Yingjun exclaimed.

We are all the top fighting kings, but one of them had his fighting weapon taken away by the other with his bare hands. This is enough to show that the gap between the two sides is probably far more than several levels!

"Senior Sister Tie Bing was defeated in one move. In this competition, I think Ning Qi is definitely the first!"

"Those Situ Yi, who is from Miaoli, are no match for Ning Qi, let alone his defeated general Hua Wushang. I heard that he has been defeated by Ning Qi more than once."

"But it's okay, as long as the top ten are rewarded with spiritual crystals, otherwise I wouldn't even be willing to go on stage."

Those old disciples whispered among themselves and expressed their thoughts on the results of this competition.

The old disciples who were both peak fighting kings with Tie Bing looked at each other and saw the worry in each other's eyes.

"I hope I won't encounter this pervert next time."

"Yes, as long as I can enter the top ten, I will be satisfied. Tie Bing is so unlucky."

"well……"

…

"What do you think of this kid? Will he become our junior brother?"

"I don't think it's very good. It's just a brute force. If all the outer disciples of this generation are so virtuous, there won't be much to see. It's better to go back and practice."

"Haha, a total of dozens of forces have sent people to inspect today. Don't forget, Senior Sister asked us to win the guy who will be promoted to the inner disciple this time. Our Fengyun Society is almost at the bottom in terms of strength. By then, if you

If you treat him with this kind of attitude, it would be strange if he would follow you!"

"I know, I know, let's wait until he gets promoted first."

Several inner disciples communicated in low voices.

Not far away from them, other inner disciples were sitting, all in small groups of three or two, but there was also one person sitting alone. Their eyes were all on Ning Qi, and they were communicating with each other while revealing their scrutinizing expressions.

Look.

"Ning Qi, let me let you be arrogant now."

Hua Wushang looked at Ning Qi's back bitterly, with a wicked smile on his lips.

The next competition is very simple for Ning Qi.

After taking the stage, he only used one move at most, and his opponent was already defeated. There was no opponent who could even force him to use a second move, and he still didn't take out the dragon-slaying sword.

In the third round, Duan Yingjun met an Eight-Star Fighting King. After he threatened the opponent with Ning Qi's name, he found out that this guy was already hanging out with Hua Wushang. As a result, he was beaten into a pig's head and could hardly see.

In his original appearance, if he hadn't shouted surrender immediately and kept fighting, he would have been a roasted pig's head.

"Damn it, you're dead!"

Duan Yingjun left a harsh word and then ran towards Ning Qi with his teeth bared.

"That guy just told me on stage that Hua Wushang asked him to say something."

"What words?"

"He said you can't be promoted to an inner disciple today."

"hehe."

Ning Qi frowned and glanced towards Hua Wushang, only to see him chatting and laughing with Hua Xiri, pointing and wondering what he was talking about.

"Hurry up and take some healing pills. You won't be able to see anyone like this when you go out."

Ning Qi frowned.

"I know, I know."

Needless to say, Ning Qi said that Duan Yingjun had already found a healing pill in the Qiankun Ring.

Not long after, the top ten contestants appeared.

Hua Wushang, Situ Yi, and the Miaoli people have all entered the top ten, and there are also some Nine-Star Fighting Kings. These people's faces are filled with ecstasy. They have no intention of fighting for that spot, they are just for the spiritual crystal reward of the top ten.

.

"No. 5, No. 7 Arena." A deacon elder said loudly. This person Ning Qi also knew, Sima Lin. He was also one of the top ten deacon elders when the outer disciple selection meeting was held.

"Who is number five?"

"Oh, it's Ning Qi."

Seeing Ning Qi enter the ring, everyone suddenly realized, and then began to look for his opponent in anticipation. Who will be the first to be eliminated among the top ten?

Situ Yi walked onto the ring with a wry smile.

"How could he be the eldest brother? Alas..."

In the audience, Situ Ren, Situ Mingdeng and others looked unhappy.

"Don't worry, the boss will be merciful."

Duan Yingjun's face was much less swollen, and he smiled triumphantly.

Situ Ren glared at him: "Don't be proud, you will kneel down after three rounds!"

"You, kneel down." Duan Yingjun glanced at Situ Ren sideways, his tone was calm, but there was a hint of superiority.

It was like a nobleman talking to his coachman.

One round of kneeling... Situ Ren snorted and stopped talking. The Nine-Star Fighting King entered the top ten, but he ended up kneeling in the first round. It can be said that he was the most embarrassing existence in this competition.

"Brother Ning, I see that your palm technique seems to be extremely masculine. My palm technique also follows this path. Why don't you let me see it?"

Situ Yi smiled.

"good."

Ning Qi smiled and nodded.

By the way, I glanced at Situ Yi's attributes.

Outer disciple of Yunqi Sect: Situ Yi.

Level: Peak Fighting King.

Technique: The low-level gold energy entering the body technique.

Martial skills: Xuan-level top-notch Pai Shan Palm.

HP: 62000.

"His health points are higher than those of ordinary Dou Wang. It is probably due to his martial arts. As for this row of mountain palms, judging from their names, they are probably majoring in strength."

Ning Qi had some calculations in her mind.

"Senior brother, you take action first." Ning Qi said with a smile.

"Then I'm not welcome."

Situ Yi nodded.

The next moment, his momentum changed drastically, and spiritual energy exploded out of his body, condensing directly on his palms.

"Pai Shan Zhang!"

The spiritual energy turned into huge waves, and they hit Ning Qi one after another.

Looking at this kind of power, it is indeed a bit overwhelming.

"Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms!"

boom!

The dragon roar sounded, and the five silver dragons rushed directly into the huge wave of spiritual energy, swaying their bodies, breaking through the huge wave in an instant, and bombarded Situ Yi.

Situ Yi was directly knocked out of the ring.

Ning Qi wins!
Chapter completed!